Kick down the teeth of the wicked creep, undaground
Where I stay hid lurk down the alleyways
You be stalk'n me behind back talkers, cowards be mock'n me
Try to make me talk, make me confess
Can't break a brotha down
When there's no fear of d**h filled within the light
So you can't stans the sight of me
The sight of me next to the conquerin' lion, at his right I be
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Step up punks, get rushed, you can't touch me
Braced in your word, I say, I have no fear
Step up punks, get rushed, you can't touch me
Sheltered by your blood, your sweat, your tears
I be in your face, state my case, even if you took me out
There's another to take my place, you waste
Prisoners in your pride, you can never k** me off
I got too much life in the inside
k** me, beat me, break my bones, already gave up my life
You'll never have my soul, give credit to the one
Who paid for your crimes, suffer for his name, and I'll die for mines
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(SELAH!)IDENTIFY YOUR REAL MASTER!
RECOGNIZE AND OBEY THE SACRAFICE! (x8)
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P.o.d. - Selah lyrics
Album Brown